Love Doesn't Tear Us Apart

Hurt that caused death

Natalie's POV

I was preparing everything for my mother's funeral and I think my dad found out. He didn't call me or text me or anything. I guess he knows about my mother because of my mom's friend. Hopefully he won't show up because he gets really emotional during a loss and you don't know what to expect from him. He can cry all night to drink a lot to harming someone.

Yea the funeral was about to start soon and I really didn't want to go up on the stage and say stuff cause I get frightened. My sister decided to take over. She helped me in this too with the foods and the church. "Hi my name is Gabriela. My mother was the best mother I could have ever asked for. She was so amazing and sweet and I bet she was awesome for you guys too. Seeing that she has left us will effect the way I will function. I know God chose her next because who wouldn't want to choose a rose in the garden. *sniffles* I remember the time when I was a little girl I used to go to my grandparent's house and after my grandfather's death we were cleaning our garden there and we were watering the plants. She came outside and my cousin's and I sprayed her with water from the hose. My aunts and uncles came out and at the end we all ended up wet *slightly laughs* she was such a beautiful and inspiring woman and she will always be my idol" my sister finishes off.

After that there was a slide show of all the pictures of her and the funny moments. Then one of my dad's friend played a guitar. It was a pretty good time. Although our lives would be different without her. We went to eat in the little room there was next to the church. We ate mashed potatoes with fried chicken. That night I couldn't sleep at all. I didn't talk to anyone I just stayed silent.

Daniel called and texted me but I ignored everything and everyone. I wasn't in he mood for anyone at the time. As i layed there thinking about the 'what if's' questions I heard a knock on my door. Who would be in my house at... 4 am in he morning. I walked down the stairs carefully and as I reached the door nerves went up my spine. I looked out the window and realized it was my dad.

He was probably having a rough night too. "Hey da-" I got interrupted by his handing slapping my face. What the hell just happened. "If it wasn't for your dumb ass your mother wouldn't have been dead. She was with you the whole time you should've watching out for her while I was gone. Your such an idiot" my father slaps me again.

"How about you haven't you seen yourself. Your drunk right now and where were you! Who would know you were barely in my life. You should've watched out for her and me but you just stormed out and you come out of no where blaming this all on me. NOOO" After I said that I instantly regretted it. My dad grabbed me by my hair through me in my couch and started hitting me while laughing at my whimpers. He ran to the nearest bathroom and filled in the tub with water. While he was there I ran up to him Trying to keep my balance I jumped on his back attacking him. He pushed me off by slamming himself into the walls. Once the tub was full he pushed me in it and drowned me. Seconds later it all went black.

*hey guys I'm sorry for taking a long time to update I just wasn't in the mood but this is probably the end of the book. We'll see but yea*